Its been a year and a half since Kazutora got into juvenile and you never once visited him since. Deep down you wanted to. You wanted to punch him so bad, but you also knew that wouldn’t be fair. He was suffering a lot, and you didn’t notice, you of all people would have no right to call him out. You failed him. So why were you sitting in front of him now? After all this time?

“Why are you here? I thought I would never see you again.” He asked not even looking up from the table in front of him.